The Girls Are All Coveting Me

Half a day earlier.

Location: Border of the Menilanka District · Neil Town

This place was originally an inconspicuous town in the Menilanka District, but fifty years ago, the Menilankans rebuilt the Western Command Headquarters here.

Solely because this is the front line against the Land Giant Claw Crabs.

If this place falls again, the already scarce grain-producing areas will be wholly integrated into the World of Warcraft ecosystem.

The last region suitable for large-scale grain cultivation would also fall, heralding the end of Menilanka.

Now, almost four-fifths of Menilanka's military forces are gathered here.

However, the atmosphere at the Western Command Headquarters is unprecedentedly grave.

Because just half a day ago, the Town Boundary Stone of Neil Town was shattered.

The Town Boundary Stone is the highest technological achievement of the Menilanka District, possessing special effects to suppress magic power and repel demons.

Although its limit is very restricted, for the struggling Menilankan people, this was the best they could muster.

At this moment, the high officials of the headquarters are nearly going mad.

"Damn it, are those Void Erosion Sect lunatics targeting us this time?"

"We anticipated it, didn't we? Isolated Menilanka with tainted Elemental Spirits has always been the perfect laboratory for those lunatics."

"Without the Town Boundary Stone, once the Land Giant Claw Crabs press forward, we are done for."

"I didn't expect them to be willing to pay such a heavy price; no surprise, their next target is probably here."

Everyone's eyes were cold and stern.

Through years of war, generations of commanders at the front lines have come and gone.

The suffocating pressure has driven countless Extraordinary taking this position to madness.

But this is not the cruelest part.

Because they still have hope.

A few years ago, their Pigeon received a letter from Morton, stating that the outside world had sped up assistance to the Menilankans.

As long as they endure a few more years, the dawn of victory will eventually arrive.

Unblocking traffic arteries, the stagnant Menilanka District could come alive once more.

As for whether to trade manpower and technology for strategic supplies,

or to take the people to a safer region and start anew.

They would have more choices.

Yet at this critical juncture, the Town Boundary Stone shattered.

An armed-to-the-teeth band of Evil God's Followers capitalized on the chaos, breaking through the defenses surrounding the Town Boundary Stone.

The treasure suppressing the Land Giant Claw Crabs of the Menilanka District vanished into thin air just like that.

Even worse, before leaving, they blew up three sections of the Neil Town defensive wall.

The breach was instantly exposed to the eyes of the Land Giant Claw Crabs.

The pouring rain poured another bucket of cold water on the already chilled hearts of the crowd.

The Void Erosion Sect is an Evil God cult that surfaced in recent years.

Most don't even know which Evil God they truly worship.

Yet their deeds are too atrocious.

Ordinary blood sacrifices by Evil God's Followers are already very heinous.

In areas touched by the Void Erosion Sect, not even bodies or spirits are left behind.

Until 108 years ago.

The Sect was discovered during a crime by a Demigod wandering nearby at the time.

This was how the ugly organization was exposed.

This sect could alchemize human bodies and souls through the National Alchemy Array to create a universal ultimate treasure.

This kind of treasure could almost fulfill any desire of the Evil God's Followers.

—that is, if they alchemized enough.

Before being discovered by that Demigod alchemist, this organization had silently sacrificed several large districts lacking resistance.

Only because no factions then knew of their existence, were they not precisely located on these lunatics.

And now isolated Menilanka is on their hunting list.

The Chief Commander, Alexander Alfa, uneasily clasped his hands to his chest.

"2.2 million people!"

"I thought we might perish because of some survival dispute with the demons."

"But I never imagined that resource-scarce Menilanka would end up on the Void Erosion Sect's list simply because 2.2 million people are still alive."

Alexander gave a wretched smile.

Who would have thought it would end this way?

These Evil God's Followers, what on earth do they consider life as?

A major-general said in a low voice:

"Evacuate, we can reorganize a counterattack afterward, perhaps there's a chance to reclaim Neil Town."

But Alexander shook his head and said:

"It's useless; the Void Erosion Sect's actions indicate the outside world is just one final step away from opening Menilanka District.

They want to address us before Menilanka District is opened.

Hiding won't escape them; to swiftly destroy Menilanka, the first step is to break the defenses, and the second step is…"

The major-general bitterly said:

"To decapitate the command, right?"

Everyone was silent.

Now the blade is indeed poised at their throats.

Someone sighed:

"It's ridiculous that we've held out so long, and now the reason we're threatened is because we're about to be safe?"

Another said:

"Let's temporarily abandon the command center; we can fight guerrilla tactics outside; there's still a chance."

"There's no chance." Alexander shook his head and said, "What they want is to decapitate the command; we leave, they'll follow."

"Then what should we do?"

"Key personnel will stay, Elder, is there still enough magic energy gunpowder at headquarters? First, arrange for people to set it out. Those best at guerilla tactics, prepare to buy time with the soldiers."

Everyone shuddered; was this the endgame?

Someone lowered their head and said:

"Then, who will stay?"

Alexander's eyes were filled with fear, his hands trembled uncontrollably, but he still said softly:

"Count me in first. I can't evacuate. I can't do it."

His voice was full of fear.

He wasn't really a military strategist; he was more like a mascot displayed openly than someone who commanded battles.

Just because he had cultivated the "Pigeon."

This "Pigeon" was their only means of communication with the outside world.

It was also the reason everyone present could continue fighting.

"Maybe some soldiers have repelled the demons and followers and are waiting for my orders; I cannot leave here.

I am a useless man, a coward, and just because I cultivated a 'Pigeon,' I somehow climbed to this position.

Just relying on that bit of cheap technology to stay here, without trying to grasp anything further.

So at least this time, let me complete the last task."

In a daze, he remembered many years ago when he met a little rascal.

That was a kid so confident it once made him think he was arrogant.

His old neighbor was an officer from Neil Town, and they were very close friends.

However, his old buddy died in a demon siege of the city.

The next day.

His old buddy's wife came looking for him.

That was the first time Alexander met Morton.

The widow had a gaunt expression and told her:

"Perhaps there is a way to save Menilanka?"

"What method?"

"Let my son go out."

"Adia, are you joking? How can such a little rascal cross the occupation zone? You actually say he is our hope?"

At that time, the little Morton raised his head and said:

"'Such a little rascal'? Uncle Alexander really doesn't know how to speak."

Clearly still a kid, but talking as if he were a little adult.

Morton's eyes were like torches:

"My talent is 'Uniform Speed'; within my body's capacity, I can raise my speed to the same level as my opponent.

Before coming to see you, I personally killed a Land Giant Claw Crab."

So I hope Uncle Alexander won't treat me like a child."

He seriously said things that seemed nonsensical.

Then, his tone shifted, and he calmly said:

"Father said you developed the technology to transfer fragments of a soul into a pigeon's brain, so I want to ask for your help."

"...That old fellow, doesn't let me rest even in death."

"You guessed what I want to say?"

Alexander said sadly:

"While that guy was alive, he always said Menilanka couldn't survive without someone to give them hope.

Do you think you will be that hope? That old fellow gave me difficult challenges every day."

However, Morton was quick to say:

"Yes, I think I am; I will surpass my father. So, please help me a bit; take the 'Pigeon' and go to see the outside world with me."

...

Later.

Later, a small boy embarked on a journey away from home.

The boy on the ground moved forward.

The pigeon in the sky circled around.

He racked his brain and finally lucked out, sending him away.

The boy indeed responded to his expectations.

When he controlled the pigeon and watched the boy stand on the award podium, that feeling reached its peak.

Together with this hopeless hope burning brightly was also the last flame of Menilanka.

More and more people gathered in Neil Town.

Because they truly believed Menilanka still had a chance to survive.

Even if it were like a candle in the wind.

"Lord Alexander, everything is arranged."

"Then, who will stop the guerrilla group?"

No one at the scene stood up.

Finally, Alexander named a few who were best at leading fights and ordered them to quickly leave through secret routes.

Only then did Alexander turn to a few officers and say:

"Go outside and stand guard; all battles are just to buy time."

Everyone nodded and left the command room.

Before long, shouts of battle echoed around the base.

Alexander realized that was the sound of Menilanka's remaining elite falling in battle.

He was surprised that under the prepared attack of the assailants, they still held on for half an hour.

Amidst the rumbling, the High Priest of the Void Erosion Sect, with blood-soaked Evil God's Followers, stepped into the command headquarters where only Alexander remained.

"Made us spend quite some time, useless Alexander Prime Minister."

However, Alexander suddenly laughed aloud.

The High Priest frowned:

"What's so funny? Your country is about to be destroyed."

"I didn't expect to hear from the enemy's words, describing us as a country."

Alexander chuckled in self-mockery, the fear in his eyes still not dissipating.

But he said, "But, compared to useless me, you are even more useless."

Although as a politician, outside of being a mascot, he was almost useless.

At least in his limited life, he learned one truth.

That was when the curtain fell, he must remain on stage.

——No matter the outcome.

The next moment.

He pulled the trigger.

Amidst the rumbling.

The entire command headquarters was blasted into the sky.